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Chapter 3 by Iam_DickMan Iam_DickMan

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Employee Training

After finishing up with the paperwork, Hank walked Sam over to another small room, with a large mounted screen and a single chair.

“You’re going to need to watch our orientation and training video. I’ll come get you when you’re finished.” Hank closed the door behind him and Sam took a seat.

As the system booted up a series of spirals and sigils danced across the screen, residual shadows and light bleeding onto the walls of the room funneling and focusing his attention forward. The dancing shapes kept pulling him in and it felt so good to let himself relax a little. As his body softened he heard light, pleasing tones start to play, and his mind softened too. Whatever was happening felt so good.

The prompt on screen said "Say 'Begin' to start"

“Begin.”

The first module seemed to be focused on proper speaking. Lines of dialogue were displayed on screen, then a voice would say it, then the prompt would change to "Repeat the phrase exactly". He tried his best but failed the first few times. "Louder", "Clearer", and similar such phrases would display then the system would repeat the prompt. After a few more insufficiently exact attempts a very unpleasant **BZZZT** sounded. It felt like an actual shock and Sam desperately did not want to repeat the experience.

The next attempt was a success, and the system congratulated him and played a satisfying *PING* sound. He felt his body nearly vibrate with pleasure at hearing it. But as quick as it came, so did it go and a new prompt was displayed and played for him.

"I love sucking cocks.”

The audio that accompanied it was clearly from some kind of porno. Sam wasn't going to repeat it. The system waited a few moments before playing it again, somehow deeper and more intense in his mind.

“I love sucking cocks.”

This time Sam almost repeated it out of habit. He stopped himself just as the air was starting to escape his lungs and sat there.

**BZZZT**

The system repeated the phrase again, this time it registered not as a sound but as something deep within his mind.

“I LOVE SUCKING COCKS”

This time he couldn't stop himself, quietly repeating the phrase before he knew what had happened. The system gave no result, success or failure, and simply prompted again. His mind played images of things he loved like chocolate and lollipops, and he repeated the phrase more enthusiastically, over and over until he matched the voice perfectly.

**PING**

He ground his knees together. He could feel the arousal rising inside him. He wanted to cum already.

“I love sucking cocks."

For the second time the *ping* sounded, but this time he didn't even notice it. All he could do was think about cock and cum. His whole body was beginning to shake.

The screen flashed again as an incredibly feminine figure kneeled down and said “You’re always right, Sir.” in sultry tones. The screen Flashed again and the word “Mimic” was super imposed over the video.

He repeated the words. **BZZZT** He shuddered and “Mimic” flashed on the screen again. Sam dropped to his knees so fast he would be worried about bruising if he could worry at all. “You’re always right, Sir.”

**PING**

Pleasure rolled through him. He could feel his chest and thighs vibrating. His ears buzzed. He didn't care anymore. More phrases danced across the screen and he repeated them with no resistance.

“It’s a compliment to be touched.”

*ping*.

“I want to be stared at.”

*ping*

“My holes are to be used.”

*ping*

“I want to be fucked.”

*ping*

“I am yours to command, Master.”

*Ping*

“Master.”

His body shook. Sticky pre cum dripped down the inside of his thigh.

“Your cock feels so good in my mouth.”

*Ping*

He wanted to cum so badly. His legs trembled and his toes curled. The base of his spine tingled and burned.

“Please fuck me, Sir.”

A slight vibration started at the base of his spine and spread up and down his body. His balls tightened painfully. He needed to cum so badly.

The screen flashed and the word "CUM" appeared. Sam's body shook uncontrollably. He arched his back, cumming into his femboy hooters shorts.

The screen faded to black.

Hank opened the door and asked how he was doing.

"I'm great!" Sam replied, still panting.

"Good, I'll be back in a minute." Hank said and left the room.

Sam collapsed on the floor.

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